Amongst a smattering of ruins, a church emerges from the fog (the Bokor Hill Station–Kampot, Cambodia).
Behind the altar, sermons come in the form of grafitti (the Bokor Hill Station–Kampot, Cambodia).
The skeletal remains of the abandoned hotel looms ominously on the horizon (the Bokor Hill Station–Kampot, Cambodia).
Abandoned it may be, but life goes on inside Bokor's crumbling hotel as nature slowly reclaims the building as its own (the Bokor Hill Station–Kampot, Cambodia).
The decay of Bokor's hotel has its own, distinct beauty (the Bokor Hill Station–Kampot, Cambodia).
Inside the abandoned hotel, graffiti abounds–much of it scraped from the colorful lichen and moss that cover the walls (the Bokor Hill Station–Kampot, Cambodia).
Inside the abandoned hotel, graffiti abounds–much of it scraped from the colorful lichen and moss that cover the walls (the Bokor Hill Station–Kampot, Cambodia).
The graceful stairway and faded inlay of the floor are reminders of a stylish past (the Bokor Hill Station–Kampot, Cambodia).
The hotel's parquet dance floor beckons from beyond a thin covering of rain water (the Bokor Hill Station–Kampot, Cambodia).
Mosque tower looming over the town. Painted street sign in town center.